And then we rebuild.

Then we must make that path ourselves.

There's more to chaos than just death. The unexpected takes many forms.

We have to tip the balance the other way.

No! There must be peace.

The last thing she wants to do is resort to a violent solution.

( her expression hardens, and the atmosphere seems to shift; sunlight dulled, the world a colder, grayer place. ) An enemy of freedom then. You shouldn't have announced yourself so freely. I'm going to have to stop you.

Only as a friend! I wouldn't seek to own another creature.

Please, call me Diana. The Hieron is open to those who find it in need. I just come here to rest. And to make tea.

These people have attacked you?

You've travelled far? Then be at peace here. Do you also need feeding?

As I said, much in common. In this world it pays to be armed to the teeth.

Hera give us a day where rulers do not need armaments. It seems we have much in common.

Her house is more like a palace, a hall of stone that emerged from the earth, conjured and blessed by the godsesses at Diana's request, a sacred place on enchanted ground. On the inside, though? It's mostly bare. She has little beyond weapons in the name of earthly possessions.

Oh, so like home! You rule alone?

What is it like there?

Make yourself at home! I will be just a moment.

Well met, Illyana of Limbo. I can't say I've had the fortune of ever visiting your realm. Have you ruled it long?

It's derived from the sideritis plant, the ancients used it to promote healing and growth.

To an extent. I am Diana, witch of the wild isle, princess of Hell, daughter of Circe. ( removing her helmet, shaking out a mane of dark hair. )

This is faster and quieter and better for the planet. Get on.

My friends, we have before us, an example of the rare, great exemplar of the giant sword Sapphics in their natural habitat. The first individual, as we can see, approaches the second, who displays her natural sick-as-shit suit of armour to show her competence as a possible mate- /j

Yes, it shines bright with your essence.

Hello. I like your sword.

Indeed.

( frowning, she doesn't understand, and seems genuinely hurt by the rejection. ) As you wish. My home and hospitality remain available to you, should you change your mind.

You have nothing to fear here, least of all my allies and I. Did you change your mind?

No ally of mine would bring harm to you. You have my word.

Reanimated. And, well, magic.

A gift from Prometheus. Don't worry, he won't bite.

Good boy, Pegasus.

( crestfallen. ) They are not a friendly people?

No one of consequence.

Truly you are not of this world.

( she drinks until her glass is empty, then holds it up, studying it. ) Can I keep this? Or will it fade away? If I'm to have a home I will need glasses. That's not something I've ever had to think about before.

Exactly. I speak of the friendship to come. And what better way to begin than with home-cooked food?

You hear me well, daughter of the sun. Friendship will compel you.

Friendship.

We all have deeds we regret, do we not? I think you will. Otherwise you'd be declining my invitation. I'm sure you and I have much to discuss, daughter of the sun.

Greetings, Caroline, goddesses guide and protect you.

Oh! Thank you. I am Diana. You too are very beautiful.

Diana pays the men no mind. For all their macho theatrics, she isn't done looking at him quite yet - Rogers, they called him. Her gaze bores like a drill, like she's trying to see right through that helmet and into his skull. Maybe she can? “Forgive me, this is a little embarrassing,” she

He's certainly not my type.

Oh! Hello. A rude and angry man. Not worth the consideration or the time.

Why is he not wearing a shirt?

We all are servants, be it of evil or good, of truth and righteousness or injustice. Before you stands Diana of the Wild Isle, Princess of Hell. Apologize to my colleague.

Right now? I am Hera's servant, protector of women. Whatever impotence has brought you to this point has gone far enough.